Who are they
Who filled them with so much hate
It’s not their fault
It was the hate
It was too late.

Who are they
Who raised those filled with enough anger
It’s not their fault
It was the anger
It was too late.

Who are they
Who are filled with so much hate
We blame them
The resentment caked
If we continue
It will always be too late.

We can make a difference
Bystanders must change the fates
Before it is too late.

Don’t stand in hiding
Don’t be afraid
You can soften the hate
You can soften the anger
You can soften the tears.

You can make a change
Stop filling people with your hate.